badminton – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

10-Minute Warning LXVIII

So, what can I tell here in under 10 minutes?

My Younger Brother and I will pick up our Mother and Father at the airport tonight. They spent their weekend in Singapore. Notably, Father and an ex-national team joined a badminton tournament and got the 1st runner-up of their level. My Father winning at a high level at 63 years of age? That’s amazing.

What else? I noticed that I have been churning up 12 straight Minute Warning posts here on The Dispatch. I need to shake things up a little. Maybe I should make more Notes to Self.

And time’s up.

10-Minute Warning XLIV

One thing to note about today: Before evening, I joined Father in watching badminton videos on YouTube, and then we both watched WWE clips after. And you know what? I enjoyed every minute of it, and I’m a guy who has a love-hate relationship with badminton (long story), Father is aware that professional wrestling is scripted, and we rarely spend time with just the two of us.

Here’s to more quality time with Father. I’m so glad we both like wrestling somehow, and I’m enjoying watching (again) the sport he loves without getting back in the court. (At least not anytime soon.)